~The Dragon Flies Lair II~

bentfeather | poets

[snippy_about_it]

My Dragon Fly and Me

If I could be a Dragon Fly and wing my way through the sky I would never be shy just me and my Dragon Fly!

By moonlight we ride the wind chase the comets tail for fun by day we would hide from the sun our fragile wings would come undone

On darkest nights we would use fireflies as our guides we would dip and we would glide through the heavens open wide and scatter diamonds in the night sky my Dragon Fly and I...

And we would wing past our lovers silent in the night... to kiss their face in our flight much to their surprise and delight my Dragon Fly and me in sight...

Such a view do we share away up here in the air of breezes soft through our hair my Dragon Fly and me a pair...

bentfeather©

[HiJinx]

And the coveted One Hundred goes to our very own Ms. Feather!!!!

Woo-Hoo!!!

[Conspiracy Guy]

haiku, kungfu, what's the diff?

[Conspiracy Guy]

That's my version of hicoup, I call it kungfu.

[Soaring Feather]

Good Morning ping Sam!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning flurry!

Ohhh my goodness, I'm sorry about the thoughtless remark I made regarding the piece you wrote. I thought it was someone else's work that you had seen someplace and you were using it as an example.

So thoughtless of me. :-(

[Conspiracy Guy]

I wasn't offended. I was being playful ; )

[Soaring Feather]

Good I'm glad I didn't offend you. :-)

It's a fabulous day today!

[Conspiracy Guy]

As you can tell by my work I am not a serious person. I wrote this, this morning.

Treason

The dems all hate her every move,
They’d like to see her dead.
On Free Republic everyday,
She’s on at least one thread.
Not freeping but the topic of,
Discussion by the masses.
Most freepers like her points of view,
Except a few dumbazzes.
Bill and Hill can’t stand her guts,
We all know they have reason.
They can’t stand Ann Coulter’s book,
Exposing them for TREASON.

Flurry 10/2/3

[Soaring Feather]

Flurry, that's so good!!

I love it! Unfortunately, she, Hill, is my State Senator.

I was sick when she elected by a few dopes.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Some one asked me if I could write greeting card poems this morning so I wrote these two.

Get Well Soon

I hope you’re feeling better now,
With all the cutting done.
Lying there in bed is tough,
I know it isn’t fun.
But now it’s done and you’ll get well,
And back to things that matter.
I’m glad the doctors fixed you up,
But what is a gall bladder.

Flurry 10/2/3


Cataracts

I’m glad you’re seeing better now,
But surgery seems silly.
I guess I’m just a simpleton,
A dummy, a hillbilly.
It seems to me if you can’t see,
The Cataract is nill.
I’d trade that gashogg in right now,
And get an Oldsmobile.

Flurry 10/2/3

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the Pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Vietnam Vet



IN THE 1960'S OUR COUNTRY CALLED
HER SONS AND DAUGHTERS ONE AND ALL.
TO A TINY COUNTRY ACROSS THE SEA
TO HELP THE PEOPLE BE FREE.
IN THE JUNGLE SO TALL AND GREEN,
TO FIGHT AN ENEMY OFTEN UNSEEN.
MOST EVERYONE SAW THEIR BUDDIES FALL
THEY DIED AS HEROES AND GAVE THEIR ALL.
WE GAVE OUR BLOOD, OUR SOULS,
MORE THAN ANYONE WILL EVER KNOW.
WE FOUGHT A WAR NOT ALLOWED TO WIN,
BUT IF ASKED TO WE WOULD DO IT AGAIN.
OUR GOVERNMENT SENT US TO THIS PLACE,
WE CAME BACK HOME THEIR WORST DISGRACE.
TO A TIME OF PROTEST IN OUR LAND,
BUT ALL WE DID WAS MAKE A STAND.
OUR COUNTRY SHUNNED US FROM HER GRACE,
HOW WILL WE EVER FIND OUR PLACE?
WE'VE TRIED AND TRIED, BUT WE HAVEN'T YET,
BUT WE WONT GIVE UP
CAUSE WE'RE JUST VIETNAM VETS.

STEVIE RAY CLINTON
RETIRED US ARMY SGT

[SAMWolf]

Sorry about the music. It seems the site that I used to get the morning music from disappered over night.

[Conspiracy Guy]

I'm leaving at 12:00 Central and won't be back til Tuesday. Have a great weekend. I'm headed to the Gulf.

[Conspiracy Guy]

I wrote this yesterday about a new birth for a freeper on WFTD.

Announcement

Welcome to the earth this day,
I know you’ll like it here.
Smile at mommy, poop on dad,
He’ll even think that’s dear.
At seven and three quarter pounds,
We know you are a keeper.
Your mom and dad will love you so,
Each day it will grow deeper.
So take good care and grow up strong,
Be real nice to your mother.
And if you’re really lucky, soon,
You’ll get a little brother.
So let us say we’re glad you’re here,
You picked a lovely day.
To join the Dupa Family,
Little Margaret Mae

Flurry 10/1/03

[snippy_about_it]

Thank you SAM.

We'll never be able to right the wrongs done to our Vietnam Veterans. Sad. We can only thank them now and hope it isn't too little too late.

Bummer about the music, hope it's only temporary.

[snippy_about_it]

Thank you SAM.

We'll never be able to right the wrongs done to our Vietnam Veterans. Sad. We can only thank them now and hope it isn't too little too late.

Bummer about the music, hope it's only temporary.

[Conspiracy Guy]

I'm glad I came to the thread. Good find. I was a Viet Nam Era Vet, (served stateside 72-76), I reserve the term Viet Nam Vet for those who went over there. But I experienced the public reaction to men in uniform firsthand. It was deplorable. I didn't have to add the trauma of real war to that. I wrote a poem about Viet Nam many years ago as a therapeutic excercise. I can not find it. I need to write a new one. It will be my next serious project. Believe it or not I do get serious on occasion.

[SAMWolf]

When you write that new poem, I'd like to see it if You don't mind sharing it.

[snippy_about_it]

i cannot rely on dreams
i must make my own reality

i cannot rely on others
i need to make my own decisions

i must strive to create my own happiness
within the window of fate designed for me

i can only direct my own actions
based not on other's responses to those actions

i may not get the response i desire
and therefore find disappointment

facing this reality can be difficult

it's easier to dream
of what might be based on what i imagine

i must be careful in this endeavor
to find my own road
my own place in this world


sai 10.03